NO STRESS!

[Intro]
Z-Z-ZYROM
Woah...

[Chorus]
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead

[Verse]
Y'all some broke motherfuckers talking shit til i pull up
Bitch i came from the bottom, now yo bitch hittin me up?
I don't wanna wanna fucking talk bitch you know i had enough
Telling me dat i'm a capper, pussyboy don't test your luck
I told that bitch to leave me 'lone
Pussyboy im in my zone
I be filling up my cone
I be getting all this dough
I be fucking on yo hoe
Put a bullet in yo bro
I be movin all this snow
I hit yo bitch up for some blow
Pull up all black, you know we got all that
All yo shit wack, yo bitch likin my pics back
Told him get back, faggot finna get wacked
He ain't got shit back, rob his ass i did that
Talkin shit?, talkin shit?
Pussyboy be talkin shit
Pull up quick on his bitch
Fuck her mouth then imma dip
I be balling like im Kobe
She say that she know me
Acting hella phony
Bitch just leave me lonely

[Chorus]
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead
I get to the bag no stress
Yo bitch hit me up, she texts
Hating on me, i flex
Pull up on yo boy he dead